Dibs: The party’s over

Or at least it should be. The snow has now turned to slush, and soon it will be no more. So why does this continue to happen on Chicago’s streets? I have a theory, in haiku form: The snow has melted Doing this to save your spot Makes you an a*hole So there you have

Waiting on a sunny day

There are some days where everything looks great. The sun is shining, the road is unobstructed, and everything seems to stretch itself out before you. But yesterday wasn’t one of those days. The weather sucked, there were potholes and ice everywhere, and every step seemed treacherous. And yet there was a journey that had to be made.  Along the way, I